A/N: Thanks free2bfroody!
Christine woke up hours later. She was still in the Phantom's lair. She sighed, relieved. She didn't feel like returning to the Opera, to face everyone. She wanted to hide with the Phantom forever. She wondered how he felt about that. The sound of his organ playing suddenly entered her ears. She hadn't noticed it before. She got up and walked towards the sound. The rooms in the lair were so neat and tidy. The scattered items no longer threatened Christine. Nor did the models of her. She found them affectionate. She looked in one of the rooms. There he was, playing songs on his organ. She listened as he filled the lair with the soft music. She recognized the piece. It was a sweet love song. Suddenly the Phantom turned around and saw her. She didn't move away startled, but walked forward confidently. The Phantom watched her; she sat down beside him on the bench in front of the organ. He slowly started playing again. Christine absorbed the music like a dry sponge being thrown into the ocean. The notes filled her with passion and love.
The Phantom stopped after the last note, unsure of what to do next. Christine did not interfere with his thoughts; she wanted him to choose what to do. Phantom turned to her. "Did you like that song?" he asked. Christine nodded as encouragingly as she could. He seemed to enjoy the unspoken compliment. Suddenly a loud sound interrupted the conversation. Phantom and Christine turned. Phantom got up and rushed towards the little house's entrance. Christine followed him. Phantom was angry when she saw him. Raoul was there, in the lake. He saw her and looked relieved. "Christine!" he called. Phantom looked at Christine then back at Raoul. Christine touched the Phantom's arm and said, "Let me talk to him." She regretted what she had said; rather the way she said it. She hadn't meant to order Phantom. But to her dismay he nodded. Christine waded into the lake and over to the bars where Raoul was hanging. He was soaking wet and looked rough. "Christine, the monster hasn't harmed you, has he?" Christine felt a rush of anger at Raoul. "No Raoul and he is not a monster! Why did you come here? I was fine with him." Raoul looked taken aback. "I was only trying to save you-"Christine interrupted him, "Save me from what? Phantom? I happen to like the Phantom Raoul. He isn't bad like everyone says." Raoul shook his head. "I'm sorry, but you may leave now Raoul." Christine finished feeling a little harsh. Raoul sighed and turned back towards the way he had come. Christine waded back to where the Phantom had been standing. He was gone now though. Christine went back into the little house. He was sitting on the swan bed. He looked up as she appeared in the door way. "You're still here?" he said. Christine nodded. Phantom got up and walked over to Christine. "But why?" Christine replied, "I wanted to stay." Phantom seemed to come back to life, as if he were dead. He nodded and walked back over to the organ and started playing again. Christine again went and sat beside him while he played. He played for a long time. Christine felt herself getting sleepy. Phantom noticed it too. "I should return you." He said. His words seemed to waken Christine. She nodded. Phantom held out his hand and she gladly took it. He led her back through the passages and to her room. She thanked him and walked back through the mirror, still amazed at how it worked its magic. She turned to see him walking back through the passages. She sighed happily and fell onto her bed. What a night. She suddenly remembered Raoul and his interruption. She cringed angrily. How could he? She knew he loved her. But she just did not feel the same way about him.
